[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 122

Chapter 122: Intent to Kill

Sect Leader Qing Lan suddenly asked if Diwu Miaofu was from Jiangnan, which really startled her. She thought: Why does this Sect Leader ask about my background? I don’t know who my parents are. She heard my accent is from Jiangnan, but I look like someone from the Western Regions, that’s why she asked me this question.

“I have no father or mother. Since I was young, I have been displaced, wandering around Jiangnan. I eat wherever there is food, sleep wherever there is a place to sleep, and learn kung fu wherever there is kung fu to learn.” Diwu Miaofu said honestly, “I don’t know if I am from Jiangnan. Maybe I am from the Western Regions, but who knows? Anyway, I have never seen my parents. Since I can remember, I have been living and growing up in Jiangnan.”

Sect Leader Qing Lan scrutinized her facial contours and nodded. “You do look like someone from the Western Regions.”

Diwu Miaofu grinned. “Anyway, I’m an orphan. I can live anywhere.”

“I want to accept you as a disciple. Are you willing?” Sect Leader Qing Lan said.

Without thinking, Diwu Miaofu refused, “No, Sect Leader Qing Lan. I really don’t like being disciplined. Living freely since I was young, how can I be willing to lose my freedom when I grow up? I won’t join anyone’s sect.”

Sect Leader Qing Lan nodded, actually not forcing her, but walked forward slowly. Diwu Miaofu followed.

The two kept walking west. Diwu Miaofu felt they were getting farther and farther away from the town, and her vigilance grew stronger. But Sect Leader Qing Lan just walked forward on her own. Whenever Diwu Miaofu showed signs of turning back, she would glance back. After trying three or four times, Diwu Miaofu followed resignedly, thinking that even if she was unwilling to become Sect Leader Qing Lan’s disciple, she wouldn’t beat her to death.

“Have you been in Jiangnan since you can remember?” After a long time, Sect Leader Qing Lan asked.

“Yes. When I was four or five years old, I lived in the water towns of Jiangnan. When thirsty, I drank water from the upper reaches. When hungry, I caught fish downstream or climbed trees to pick fruits.” Seeing that Sect Leader Qing Lan didn’t intend to force her to become a disciple, Diwu Miaofu let down her guard a little and said faintly, “Later, when I grew up a bit, I wanted to work for others. But seeing I was a wandering beggar, they were unwilling to pay me wages. So I snatched gold and silver from their shops to exchange for food elsewhere. Before I knew it, I grew up.”

Sect Leader Qing Lan said, “Who taught you your kung fu?”

“My kung fu?” Diwu Miaofu smiled. “Here in Jiangnan, people from this gang often fight with people from that sect, or a gang and a sect arrange a fight. Sometimes when I accidentally bumped into them, I would secretly watch their kung fu moves and then try to learn them myself. But because my Conception and Governor Vessels were not opened, learning had no effect. When I was eight or nine years old, I met an expert. He helped me open my meridians and taught me internal mental cultivation methods. It took almost two years. After my meridians were opened and I finished learning the mental cultivation methods, he left.”

“What expert was he? Have you seen his appearance?” Sect Leader Qing Lan said.

“I can’t remember,” Diwu Miaofu said. “Don’t know where he has gone now.”

Sect Leader Qing Lan thought quietly. Diwu Miaofu felt that she asked these things perhaps just out of curiosity about where she learned her kung fu, so she said, “Sect Leader, if there is nothing else, I’m leaving.”

Sect Leader Qing Lan narrowed her eyes and stopped her. “Wait.”

Diwu Miaofu turned back puzzledly. Seeing a cold sharpness in Sect Leader Qing Lan’s brows and eyes staring straight at her, she felt scared in her heart: What exactly does this old nun want to do? Is she unhappy just because I am unwilling to be her disciple?

“Yan’er’s skill has increased greatly during this period. I know she wants to break through the realm and has put in a lot of effort for this.” Sect Leader Qing Lan’s gaze seemed to pierce through Diwu Miaofu. “Since returning to the sect, her behavior and expression have been very strange. I know something must have happened during her seclusion, otherwise it wouldn’t have taken so long for her to return to the sect.”

Diwu Miaofu secretly cried out bad, thinking that Sect Leader Qing Lan mentioning these things now must be to hold her accountable. She braced herself and said, “Sect Leader Qing Lan, actually… actually Sister Han Yan and I…”

“What is there between you and Han Yan?!” Sect Leader Qing Lan’s voice suddenly became loud, startling Diwu Miaofu into retreating. She stammered, “I… she and I…”

Sect Leader Qing Lan shouted, “You took her body, didn’t you?!!”

Her shout made Diwu Miaofu subconsciously turn to run away. A sudden intuition made her realize that if she didn’t escape immediately, her little life would definitely be lost here! So she ran wildly, using her lightness skill and exerting all her strength to rush forward. In the blink of an eye, she had run dozens of zhang!

But although she ran fast, her internal energy was no match for Sect Leader Qing Lan’s profundity. A surging force came from her back. Shocked, she protected her body with true qi, but still couldn’t resist Sect Leader Qing Lan grabbing her back heart. Dragged backward, she was then lifted high and thrown fiercely to the side!

“Little beast, what else did you do to Yan’er!” Sect Leader Qing Lan’s face suddenly turned cold. She walked step by step towards Diwu Miaofu, who was thrown heavily to the ground and spitting blood. “You forced her to dual cultivate with you, didn’t you?!”

The air in Diwu Miaofu’s lungs seemed to have been knocked out. Her throat hurt and felt dry. Grabbing the dust and withered grass on the ground, she struggled to get up. With a flash of cold light, Sect Leader Qing Lan’s long sword was unsheathed, the tip almost pressing against her forehead!

“I… that was an accident. I will make it up to her!” Diwu Miaofu shouted. “Only you and I know about this matter. I will never let outsiders know!” Her brain spun rapidly, thinking of countermeasures to escape while stalling for time. “At worst… at worst I’ll go back to Cloud Appreciation Mountain with you! Let Han Yan monitor me, I won’t run around!”

Sect Leader Qing Lan looked down at her from above. Under the night sky, cold wind blew by the cliff of Huangding Mountain. Diwu Miaofu saw the disgust in Sect Leader Qing Lan’s eyes.

“You hurt Yan’er, I won’t spare you!” As she spoke, the sword momentum suddenly pressed down, seemingly pouring all the surging killing intent into that sword edge!

Realizing she was in a desperate situation, originally immobilized by this sword momentum, at this moment, under the impending threat of death, Diwu Miaofu suddenly found strength in her feet. Kicking hard, she slid backward close to the ground—a cold light flashed, and the sword edge pierced Diwu Miaofu’s clothes, stabbing her heart!

This move used ten percent of her strength. Sect Leader Qing Lan didn’t intend to let her live at all!

With a “ding,” the sword edge seemed to hit something hard. Diwu Miaofu groaned muffledly, severe pain instantly arising in her chest. Her mind went blank, only thinking of escaping from under that cold sword immediately. Kicking several times continuously, borrowing the momentum to retreat repeatedly, her clothes were torn by the sword qi, and some fragments fell down.

The green jade pendant she put in her clothes shattered under Sect Leader Qing Lan’s sword momentum, fragments falling onto the grass. Sect Leader Qing Lan walked forward a few steps, arriving in front of Diwu Miaofu instantly. Seeing Diwu Miaofu wasn’t dead, she was about to strike again with her sword. Looking down, she saw the jade pendant fragments on the ground—

“This is…!” Her expression changed, and the fierce sword momentum instantly relaxed a bit.